“Hwuuu…”

 

The distant sound of someone sobbing echoed familiarly.

 

Was a banshee crying again?

 

The voices that sounded were quite a bit different from one, though.

 

“Hwuuuuu…”

 

“You can stop.”

 

Oh, was it just a dream?

 

A dark room slowly became clearer. I’d seen this room before.

 

As the darkness surrounding me gradually ebbed away, I saw a woman crying, standing in front of a balcony and rubbing the heel of her palm against her chest. A man was moving closer to her.

 

I couldn’t see their faces, but a strange sense of familiarity washed over me. The thought of having met this couple somewhere else passed me by.

 

Oh, that’s right. I had had a dream like this once before.

 

Yes, in another place, at another time, that woman had been smiling wickedly, and that man…

 

“Isn’t it time you stopped with the bad acting?”

 

The woman quit her wailing. “What if I don’t want to?”

 

“Ah, you’re really driving me crazy.”

 

“As expected, it doesn’t work on you,” I couldn’t see it, but I could feel the woman sneering. “You’re so annoying, you know that, right?”

 

The sadness ailing her vanished in an instant, something menacing gracing her features instead. I still couldn’t see what she looked like, but I felt the aggression dripping from her echoing and settling in my bones.

 

The man looming over her seemed to be very angry. “You turned the court banquet into a damn circus show. Have you no shame?”

 

“That girl was asking for it. What did you want me to do?”

 

“Did you fight with her just cause she asked you a question? Why don’t you pick a fight with the entire world then?”

 

“You weren’t even there, so what do you know? Right, it must’ve been your little sister that told you. Of course, she must have chosen her side again. She always does.”

 

The woman gave a bitter laugh, the air turning sullen.

 

“Watch your mouth.”

 

“Oh, don’t deny it, you know it’s true. And what if I don’t watch my mouth? Will you hit me? Don’t even joke around, because we both know you won’t.”

 

I was starting to worry a little for the woman.

 

She was deliberately targeting her opponent’s weak spots, his rage already reaching its breaking point. The harsh breaths he took was the only sound that could be heard in this dark and empty room.

 

“You’re such a bad f**king girl.”

 

“And you’re so handsome,” she swooned, ridicule but also honesty honeying her sweet voice.

 

“Consider it an honor then, if you’re willing to admit it.”

 

“Hah! An honor? You?”

 

“Anything you’re dissatisfied with? Tell me, since I’m your so-called husband.”

 

“I’m dissatisfied with your existence itself.”

 

with your

 

The mood was strange.

 

they couldn’t take their eyes

 

of the door if not taking swings at each other before that. Instead, it was the distance

 

chest to

 

must be my appearance you’re at least not dissatisfied with,

 

flatter yourself. It just came out like that, it didn’t mean anything. There are a hell of a lot more attractive men much better-looking than you in my

 

then? Hurry

 

“You’re a damn j*rk.”

 

 The man came closer, as if there

 

don’t participate in

 

“Hell no!”

 

“Then I won’t either!”

 

raked her fingers through the man’s hair and dug her nails into the back of his neck, pulling him close to her.

 

her size, but

 

where I was, who these people were, and why I

 

up for a while now, and the sounds of heavy breaths and desperate kissing filled the dark chamber. The only source of light came from the moon raining down on the couple clutching each other tightly and

 

hopeless and wretched all at the

 

eyes

 

could not have seen me. I was only a ghost in this dream,

 

somehow, that woman smiled at me—a meaningless,

 

The face I hadn’t been able to see previously finally became

 

The woman was me.

 

Borgia, that’s

 

Then, that man is…

 

it was as if someone had turned me

 

into darkness. The man and the woman vanished and I lost myself to the shadows in this

 

***

 

into my eyes had me twitching, trying

 

came to me was the heavy feeling in my head. I tried to lift my hand, but it dropped

 

I? Who got me

 

of my memories as I slowly woke up, I turned my eyes to my right, the feeling

 

I wanted to cry.

 

hadn’t just gone through hell and back, but there were no words coming from my dry

 

just looked at him, taking him in, my eyes leaving no part of his face untouched. He did the

 

He looked miserable, though.

 

my weak hand and run my fingers through his bangs, the movement taking

 

was low and hoarse, almost a whisper in the

 

wasn’t really thinking of anything. It felt like it didn’t

 

had done in my previous life and everything I had done in this life, all of it flashed before my

 

my own body

 

like him, the voice I answered him with was low and hoarse as well, a whisper I

 

“What…?”

 

for a long time. I’ve never really been me. All I was, was an illusion. Once it broke, everyone changed.

 

well, something that had revealed

 

me once they realized I wasn’t what they had wanted me to be. When my brother had had enough of my sniveling and groveling and breaking down, when I wasn’t the perfect sister, always composed and worthy of the family name like he had

 

always been

 

“Always.”

 

snarl. I knew it wasn’t me he was directing it at. “Were all the people around

 

where I’m hated

 

finger, gently at first until I pressed hard on

 

Izek still kept on gazing at me with that same brokenhearted look

 

other arm was free, he could embrace me fully, enveloping me in his warmth, but

 

and burying my head in the

 

why my head

 

I didn’t

 

it’s not your

 

suffering-from-main-character-disease arrogant man, I

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